Wednesday, December 16, 2009

The glass doors in front are heavily darkened. You can see if there's someone on the other side (so you don't whack them) but they're too dark to make out any details about them.

As I'm leaving with my Bag-O-Dinner, I was starting to push the door open. At the same time a child suddenly appeared on the other side of the door, starting to come in. He jumped back as I pushed the door open, and I almost hit him with it.

Ooh, I've done that once. I almost hit a person in wheelchair then said "oops! So sorry, didn't see you there" without thinking. All the people surrounding me looked at me horrified. Oh boy, I really made an ass of myself.

Remember that ad for morphine with that lady with the tray of daiquiris? Well I ran into a guy at a bar tonight who is in charge or marketing at a big pharma company for insulin and I was enlightening him about this blunderous ad big pharma had put out and his response was "Well maybe their virgins!" I almost fell off my bar stool. Anyways we both got a good laugh out of it. Just thought you should know.

This afternoon, I was standing in the vestibule at our hospital, waiting for my husband to pick me up. A blind man had passed through the revolving door, and was standing just outside, but still enclosed in the quarter of the door. He was chatting on his cell phone, white cane over his arm. It was a pretty quiet entrance, and I figured he was just staying out of the wind, so I held back. Just then, a toddler came barreling past me, hurtling toward the revolving door. "Nooo...!"Mom caught him in the nick of time.

lmfao....today I had a meeting with some disability activists. I was trying to be all smooth by walking around tables to give people in wheelchairs handshakes..and other ways to kiss up. Being shown out by another person in a wheelchair...I turned around one last time to say goodbye, and nearly feel over a box in the hallway.

I guess you had to be there...but it was embarrassing be the only person without a major physical disability tripping in front of everyone.

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